How to blossom like a flower

The flower does not need to call the bee, she only needs to bloom.

A seed spends a lot of time under the dirt. It cannot see the sun, it cannot see beyond the dark and damp that surrounds it.

It takes a lot of strength and purpose to break through the surface of the soil. But the little seed knows that only when she sees the sun, can she turn into a flower.

It takes a lot of time and effort to learn how to move through the darkness of life, to learn how to develop a good relationship with yourself, to learn how to love someone, to learn how to be a good person. I guess we just have to give ourselves time and be gentle. We have to keep looking for the sun.

Over time the little seed grows it’s roots in the ย soil. We think the dirt is bad, that it is dark, that it is not good and it is not beautiful, but the dark soil is what feeds us and anchors us. It is here that we build our roots. We build our roots in the soil, not in the clouds. So even while this little seed is in the darkness of the soil, she still knows she has to keep working. She must build roots. Strong roots. Strong roots so that she can grow as high as she can.

One day the little seed comes through the surface. It took a very long time and it was very difficult thing to do. And the little seed, she is tired, but for the first time she sees the sun and she feels a sense of purpose.

And gradually life becomes warm. Life becomes bright and light and warm. And like a flower you will bloom. And when you are finally filled with this bright warmness, you can open your heart and it will touch everyone around you. You can share your sweet perfume with the world.

I am in the dark, the damp. And I don’t know what kind of flower I will become. ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

14 thoughts on “How to blossom like a flower

  1. Mahendra says:

    It’s always wonderful to read your blog. However please forgive me for telling you this that your blog template used to be very nice but this one doesn’t go with your writing flair.

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    • Malavika says:

      Oh, thank you for letting me know about the theme, I didn’t realize you felt that way.Perhaps I will change it after all, and hope you will like it more.

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  2. Mom says:

    You know what dear, the sun is waiting to be found. Get a strong hold in the dark soil and stretch yourself out of it in the direction of the light. Beautiful and profound post. The analogy is great.
    โ€œThe flower does not need to call the bee, she only needs to bloom.โ€ – Love it!

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  3. Gabrielle M says:

    You’re kidding! You’ve blossomed for me a hundred times. I am your bee. Have been eagerly waiting your next post but I see you are needing time. Let me just say that you have and are still helping me break through the surface of my soil and you’re right it’s hard but I’m starting to see traces of the sun.

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    • Malavika says:

      Dear Gabrielle, I can’t believe I have not responded to you. I know it has been a long time since you posted this comment but it means as much me to today as it did back then. How are you doing? Please keep in touch and feel free to e-mail me if you would like to talk.

      With love
      m

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    • Malavika says:

      IndaJones, I am sorry I am only now responding to you. I was looking through old comments and found so many special ones that I had not responded to ๐Ÿ˜ฆ ๐Ÿ˜ฆ . Your kind words still mean a lot to me. I hope you are doing well.

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  4. Tharshan says:

    Malavika, I am Tharshan from Sri Lanka. I have read almost every single blogs posted by you, have to say it, all are awesome. Please keep posting. ๐Ÿ™‚

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